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Orihime sat by the table, munching her bean past wasabi cake. The spicy wasabi was cooled by the bean past, so she had to use a LOT of wasabi and that-. She stopped. She was doing it again, focusing on little things, like how much wasabi she used. She dropped her concoction unceremoniously onto her plate. The rain slapped against the window, creating a sad but pleasing rhythm. It had been a week since the end of the Winter War. Once she had finished healing everyone, she'd come straight here and hadn't left. That was five days ago. Kurosaki-kun was still out fighting the Hollows that had been drawn by the War. Even though he could lose his powers at any moment, he fought as if nothing was wrong. No, Orihime corrected herself. If anything, he fought harder. There was nothing she could do for him, so she just stayed here, thinking about little things to avoid the big things. Like how Rukia and Renji were here but didn't visit. How Uryuu-kun had stopped calling her. How even Chad was out there. Everyone but her, and she couldn't help them. She couldn't fight, and couldn't save Ichigo. She could only heal them in this seemingly endless cycle of healing and injury. For a moment she thought she was destined to see her friends forever in pain.
She sighed. It had also been a week since Ulquiorra's death. She still saw him in her dreams, turning to dust as he slipped through her fingers. Maybe he was also a way to take her mind off the big things. He would pop up every now and then in her other dreams as well, not just the one where he died. It made her smile. Even though he had been a little grouchy, and didn't smile, and had actually been her jailer, she'd liked him. She wished he was here now to keep her company. There was something about him that just made her want to help. She laughed softly. Helping... She shook her head vigorously to rid herself of these depressing thoughts, biting into her wasabi bean paste cake. She would not let herself get down! The others were working really hard to make Karakura town safe again. She had done her part, now it was up to them. She swallowed the last of her cake and leaned against the table. Maybe she could go out and bring them some food to help keep their stamina up. Yeah, she could do that.
Orihime whirled through the kitchen, preparing all of her favorite recipes. Chile pancakes with chocolate sauce, orange marmalade vegetable wraps... She hummed to herself, smiling for the first time in days. Maybe she could get her friends to smile too.